Ivy River was stunned.
"You say this is Edwin Blake?"
Leon Peterson nodded, "Yes, that's right, this is President Blake, don't you recognize him?"
"Wasn't it said he wasn't dead? Then why is he covered with a white cloth?"
Ivy River's voice, if you listen carefully, had a slight tremble.
Leon Peterson knew Ivy was worried about Edwin Blake, so he spoke directly, "No, there's nothing major, don't worry, the most professional people have been brought in to take care of this."
"No."
Ivy River immediately stepped forward and pulled the white cloth off.
What she saw was a pale-faced Edwin Blake.
"You all said Edwin Blake was fine, so why is he like this now?"
Ivy River was extremely agitated.
Leon Peterson was also stunned seeing this, "No, sis, listen to me, it's true, I don't know why it's like this, he was fine just a moment ago..."
